| Glee, glee, glee, glee, glee
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| I forgot the mask, I forgot the ski
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| Damn, I forgot my gloves, I forgot to bring the ski
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| Damn, 'fore I went to sleep, took a shower with bleach
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| Wicks, Flipper, Pistol Pete
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| Gunpowder got me geeked
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| I’m standing out the way, my heat never out of reach
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| Glee, that forty got a dick, don’t make me skeet
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| Glee, I keep a dick, pull it back and skeet
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| Ayy, Kodak you a freak
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| Giving lessons, disrespect me I’ma teach (fire, fire)
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| Call me Freddie, I come get you in your sleep (on Elm Street)
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| I’m not a B or a C, I’m a Z (Big Z)
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| Ayy Shotgun Pete on the scene
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| Damn, just bought a virgin gun
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| Damn, bitch so sensitive
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| Almost shot my feet, I got a tender dick
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| Who is it?
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| That ain’t nobody bruh, you trippin'
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| I keep two glizzys
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| Y’all niggas shoot crooked
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| That nigga, pop top, smoke later
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| Houdini, I’m gone, bye hater
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| I’m in all black nigga, call me Darth Vader
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| Nigga run right in your trap, nigga like I was the raiders
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| You would think I was the raiders, you would think I was SWAT
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| I was snatching chains, cash for gold, swap the shop |
| Glock with a dick, bust a nut, don’t you cock block
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| Damn I’m on this lick, 'bout to jump out on my opps' block
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| Umh, make the Glock rock, umh, make the Glock pop
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| Umh, make the street rock, umh, make the heat rock
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| Rock the work, I’m in the kitchen whippin' heat rock
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| I know your G spot, nigga I know your G spot
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| Hah, you niggas pussy, I know your G spot
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| I run up in your G spot
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| SG, don’t you post up on 18th block
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| I remember selling slabs on 18th block
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| I was on that slab, nigga gettin' lot of guap
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| This rap don’t pop, if this rap don’t pop
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| I’ma be on that slab doin' fraud
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| I will leap right in your house, you’d think I was a frog |